Orluros
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At the edge of the heavens, the pale glow of dawn had already appeared. Morning light streamed down upon rows of palace halls and lofty towers, the glazed tiles reflecting a blinding wash of white brilliance. Within Wenzhao Hall, lamps still burned. In the flickering shadows cast by the flames, the civil and military officials stood in neat ranks like wooden puppets, heads bowed in silence. Upon the imperial steps, Chen Shubao let out a yawn. With sleep-clouded eyes, he waved his dragon…
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Toad Daoist tightly shut his bulging toad-eyes, yet the Buddhist arts meant to subdue demons and vanquish evil that he had expected did not descend. Behind his closed lids, his eyeballs rolled. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes and lifted his head. What he saw first were a monk’s shoes, then a monk’s robes extending upward. The old monk stood there motionless, hands raised in a Dharma seal. “Why haven’t you made a move yet, you bald donkey? Waiting to laugh at this old man?” The old monk…
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Before the face of Lord Lingmiao, a single sword severed the divine ranks of all the earth spirits upon this mountain. Thunder-light scattered in all directions, and for a time, it did not dissipate. Instead, it clustered around the young Daoist, faintly causing his aura to grow fierce and unyielding. Following Lord Lingmiao, the divine general dispatched by the Yujie Mountain God was also brought forth. Upon witnessing such a scene, his face turned deathly pale in fright. After remaining dazed for…-
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Chapter 149 — This Poor Daoist, Qi Wuhuo, the Five-Thunder Judge of the Northern Pole Exorcism Court
A thunderous shout erupted—lightning surged in response. This burst of thunder followed the flow of the earth’s meridians and struck down with a deafening crash. Though it coursed wildly, not the slightest trace of its power was lost. It locked directly onto the mountain god's official residence. Inside, a middle-aged man held a woman in his arms, laughing heartily, about to raise a cup of wine to drink, when suddenly, the goblet in his hand exploded. The strong liquor splashed across his chest. He…-
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Nie Qianyu had yet to speak when Little Orange beside her chuckled and said: "Young Master Ren, if you were to come to our valley, wouldn’t the Master turn out every last treasure we have just to please you? You can rest assured—never mind just letting you see whatever herbs we’ve got, even if you wanted us to cut them all down and weave them into a straw hat for you, it would be done without question." Nie Qianyu blushed slightly and didn’t dare respond, while Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his nose and…-
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With Zhang Xiaohua’s verdict, Yuan Guoliang finally let out a breath of relief. After all, he was the renowned Young Master Raging Waves, and although he had received the old gang leader’s favor, the Zhou Tai before him was none other than the Young Sect Leader of the Flying Fish Gang—a status quite different from his own. If this had been a normal duel, and Zhou Tai, uninjured, had lost to him, then taking the spoils would have been justified, leaving no handle for anyone to grasp. However, Zhou…
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When the Surging Waves Sword Technique is practiced to its depths, every sword move carries the momentum of crashing waves against the shore. Likewise, when the Flying Fish Sword Technique is mastered, it possesses the lightness and agility of a flying fish. These two sword styles are the very embodiments of weight and lightness, and when displayed together, they are truly a sight to behold. However, both combatants were still of shallow cultivation, their inner strength not yet profound. After…
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Zhou Tai, however, had sharp eyes. He had long noticed the longsword strapped to the Sibu Xiang beside the black horse. He cupped his hands with a smile and said: “Brother Ren, you are clearly a model among our kind—not only are you well-versed in the classics, but it seems you’re also a master of the sword.” Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly replied with modesty: “The Six Arts are essential for a gentleman’s cultivation. I dare not fall behind others—I’ve merely dabbled a little.” Yet from…
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Although Zhang Xiaohua greatly envied his own talent, he was also very cautious with his own life. After mastering the first level of the “Guiding the Spirit”, he was in no hurry to cultivate the second level. Instead, for several days, he patiently recited the incantation of the first level, continuing to use it to temper his Pill Heart. The Pill Heart within the Niwan Palace was already constantly rotating on its own, endlessly surging and emitting profound ripples. Now, it became even more…
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Yue Shiru’s expression and bearing were exceedingly respectful and courteous. The young Daoist considered for a moment, but did not bother to correct his form of address. He simply helped with the treatment of his injuries. Yue Shiru, however, sensed a surge of pure, untainted Innate Qi—something that by all rights should not have belonged to a Daoist of such apparent cultivation level. He thus assumed the youth before him was a True Person of astonishing cultivation who had reversed aging and was…
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